This avalanche of community service is falling down on me again. I've done all I want to do for tonight and I away a call from UCI tomorrow and maybe some communication with Planned Parenthood. (Not to be mistaken with Clitoral Hoods)
College time. In some ways I'm still hopeful that I will experience that life of the road I did not take. In a lot of reality though, I already know that it's gone. I caught a glimpse--and probably the only reason I'm typing tonight--of this completely developmental time in one's life where boundaries are tested and sometimes crossed. I still am uncomfortable venturing outside of my box most of the time.
What ruthless rigor the grasp of getting along with the neighbors at the expense of getting along with one's self.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
